My classroom
Our class sits in a room in the upper storey. It is 25 feet long and 20 feet wide. There are two doors, four windows and 8 ventilators. The walls are painted with bright colors. The floor is made of wooden. Our room is airy, open and well ventilated.
There are 20 tables 40 chairs. The tables are arranged in 5 rows of 4 tables each. There are 2 chairs at each table. In front there is a raised wooden platform. The teacher’s table, chair and a blackboard are placed on the platform. There is an almirah for the use of teachers.
The walls are decorated with beautiful pictures, cartoon characters, maps, diagrams and mottoes. A smart board is also there in our class. The time table and charts hung on the front wall. It is kept perfectly neat and clean.
Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi was born on October 2, 1869 at Porbandar in Gujarat. His parents were Kaba Gandhi and Putli Bai.
As a student he was brilliant and from a very early age displayed and fostered virtues of honesty and truthfulness.
He completed his school and college education in Gujarat. Mohandas then went to England to study law and became a barrister. On completing his studies in law in 1893 he went to South Africa to practice there. It was here that his eyes were opened to the maltreatment of the Indians . His sentiments rose high and he felt he had to do something about it.
Gandhiji returned to India and started a movement to make the people aware that all must help to free India from British rule. He used non-violent methods and asked all Indians to practice Swadeshi – the use of country-made things. Gandhiji led the way by using only khadi clothes. He suffered a lot at the hands of the British rulers and was sent to Jail on a number of occasions .
The “Quit India” movement and the “Non-cooperation” movement played a great part in the freedom of India, which eventually dawned on August 15, 1947. On january 30, 1948 Gandhiji was shot dead by Nathuram Godse. In his last tragic moment he prayed for god”s help.
The School Playground
There is a good playground in our school. It is just close to the school. It has green grass looking like green velvet all round the ground.
There are green shrubs which are beautifully trimmed. There is a gardener to water and look after it. It is divided into 4 parts. We play football, hockey, cricket and volleyball. It is compulsory for every student to take part in games. Each game is in the charge of a teacher. The games begin at half past five.
It is pleasant sight to see all the students at play. The headmaster and the Teachers join the games. There is a wave of joy and happiness everywhere. All look bright happy and jolly.
Essay on Postman
The postman is a very integral part of our daily life. Though this the age of computes and all that goes with it, the postman still delivers letters, books, magazines, parcels and money orders which cannot b done by computers.
The postman, being a government servant has to be identified as such, so he dons a khaki uniform, a matching cap and carries a bag on his shoulder in which he packs all the post that needs to be delivered.
The work of a postman is not easy. He starts his day by reporting at the office by 9 o’clock sharp. He signs the register and gets down to the business of the day. A gunny bag full of letters is sorted out for delivering in different zones of the city.
The letters and other postal articles of one zone are taken to the respective counter and thee they are sorted street-wise and number-wise, so that the postman does not waste the time while delivering his quota of the post. Then begins the tedious part of the job, that is going from house to house to make the deliveries. The letters are easy because he just drops them into the letterboxes or slips them under the doors in case there are no boxes.
Rain, hail, sunshine or storm you will never fail to see the postman on his rounds. He has no choice as his work is a very important and risky one at the same time, as he can be identified and held responsible for the loss of any postal articles. But unfortunately, the postman gets a very meager salary.
In villages the postman’s work is more or less the same but his job is made easier as he goes on his rounds on a cycle, because the villages are far apart. But sometimes the postman has to move on unmetalled roads and has to cross muddy fields.
Then the postman has to return to the post office, make his report to the postmaster, and then if any odd jobs need to be completed, he does so and calls it a day. He returns home a truly tired man.
My pet animal cat
I have a pet cat. It’s name is Winkie. It’s white and grey in color. It has lovely green eyes. It is very soft and furry. It eats fish and drinks milk. It plays with me when I come back from school. It likes to play with ball in the garden. It loves me and shows it’s love by licking me when I come back from school. It sleeps in a small basket near my bed. I love my pet very much and take care of it.
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